This is a song about "Soil erosion"

Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil

You have laid your footprint in the soil

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Like an explosion, erosion, you need some healing lotion,

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Smoking a fattie doob from the soil of chernobyl

Treat a broad outside like i got five thou when i'm out y'all know i don't reach

Erosion flow from the ocean, so i'm posting up on a beach

My soil struck and it produced deadly live stream and ajna eye beams

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

My rapping made you soil

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

The golden roman, an omen caused erosion